Prelude
There are several worlds, galaxies, and universes. They all have their stories. They all have characters, personalities, and secrets. The world lives in it's own peace, not bothered by the unknown massive space above. Where all those universes intertwine.
There are hearts (not the nasty beating thing), inside of people. It is born within them before they themselves are. Along the course of life, it strengthens, weakens, withers, and grows. There is always a bit of darkness in light. And light in darkness. It is always possible to bring something back. Physically or mentally. Even if it isn't a desirable change to others. Some people use their hearts for evil, the villains. They become dark, and twisted. They create pain and agony to others that do not agree with them. And there are those that strive to strengthen and grow their heart, the heroes. They use all their power and will to destroy the villains, and bring back what is deserved. We all have to the power to do this, and it is up to us what we choose. Not others.
Or sometimes, evil triumphs. If it does, it is planned along the natural course of the world. If it is brought down, it is brought down. Down into a black abyss of hatred, pain, and injustice.
And, there are times when the hearts of people, the Darkness, opens up doors to the worlds, galaxies, and universes. It allows things to pass between them, walk freely, and settle into the culture of the world. It is then; Darkness creeps into each world, and causes havoc. The universe becomes corrupted, confused with the new and mixed inhabitants, cultures. It completely falls off balance, and goes into the Darkness. It becomes the Darkness. At this dreadful moment, a hero is needed. A hero with a good heart and will. He has to travel into the very bleak corners of the world's center and bring it back, before it is lost forever. Lost to the potent monsters of the heart. There is always a way.
Chapter 1: Several worlds, one sky
A boy was stretched along a sandy beach. Another boy to his right, and a girl to his left. As the clouds in the sky shifted, they grew darker. His head turned to the girl, then to the boy. "Secure the raft." He said sternly. He got up, brushed off the sand, and headed to a house, while the others walked the opposite.
As he entered the poorly built house, he paused and lifted up the pendant on the necklace around his neck. It resembled a crown, with three curving points. The boy kissed it and ambled to a bed a couple feet away from the door in the tiny room. He slid a bag from underneath it and opened up the draw-cord, then gently inserted a wooden toy sword. He pulled it shut and trotted over to the other two.
Right before he could open his smiling face and greet them, a thunderbolt struck the sky. It had suddenly grown extremely dark and purple. After he looked up to the sky, he looked back to see his two friends missing. But in the distance, on one of the tiny islands a bit away from the beach, he saw the boy, standing there. He cried out, jumped onto the bridge leading outwards and dashed across. As he approached, a swirling vortex of dark matter came crashing down on the friend. Yet somehow, he stood calmly in the rushing pillar, and outstretched his hand.
"Come, this may be our way off this island!" He cried. The boy looked at the other with question. "C'mon! We've always dreamed of getting off! This may be our chance!" He continued, straining his hand forward. He went on, "Are you afraid of the darkness…Sora?"
Sora frowned and said nothing. His friend sank into the darkness, now covered in it.
"Riku…" he whispered, taking a few steps back.
Riku cocked his head right. "Sora…" he replied.
Soon he was gone, and the dark portal disappeared. In front of Sora there was a flash of light. A giant key had appeared. It was about as a big as a sword. He walked over, and placed his hand around the hilt at the end of it. As he brought it up, a voice sounded from nowhere.
It said "Sora, do not be afraid of the trials ahead of you. Very soon you will be whisked away to a long journey. Be prepared. Do not be afraid of the darkness. Remember, there are several worlds, but one sky." It went silent. There was yet another flash of light, and then a door stood before him, not held up by any hinges or walls, it just stood there.
As Sora took a step forward, the strange key in hand, he looked back and saw the girl a long ways away on the beach. "Kairi!!!" Sora screamed, but she was suddenly gone. Sadly, he went the rest of the way, and opened the door, and entered the blinding light.
Chapter 2: Problems
Right when he stepped through that door he was rushing at a thousand miles an hour through a seemingly bottomless pit. Light was surrounding him, and he had to close his eyes so he wouldn't be blinded. Next thing he knew, Sora was in a white room. It wasn't a big room, maybe as big as a few closets. And in front of him was another door.
"Whoopee…more high speed hallways…" he grumbled. As he reached for the knob an old man with long white hair and a short beard pooped up out of nowhere. On his faded blue robes there was a piece of paper, saying- 'HELLO.MY NAME IS:' and under it, in messy handwriting, 'Melzer: The Keeper of All Peace In the Really Big Universe'.
Melzer saw the boy squinting at the messy nametag, and explained, "Oh, that thing. It says my name is Melzer, and I am the person who makes sure everything is fine and dandy. And as you can see, I've been doing this job for a very long time. But, I guess I have really messed up this one…" he said, leaning closer to Sora's bewildered and confused face, "You are Sora…right? The thing you hold in your hand is the Keyblade. Only it has the power to vanquish all Darkness in the universe. And there's a lot of it. This Darkness has incarnated in the hearts of people open and afraid of this Darkness into the form of 'Heartless'. You'll see those later."
Finally, Sora spoke up, "So…why was I chosen? Chosen for this…Keysword? Keyblade? Whatever. And what happened to Kairi and Riku? I couldn't live without Kairi. She's…she's…"
Melzer broke in, "Amazing? Wonderful? Beautiful? Love everything about her?"
Sora looked down to the ground both sheepishly and sadly. Melzer's face saddened as well. "Look, kid, I'm not sure what happened to your friends. It just comes with the package of being a Keyblade Master. I'm sure you'll meet them later in your journeys."
Sora remained silent for a while, creating an awkward silence. Finally, he said, "So…what about you messing up on your job?"
"Ah! Yes! Thank you for reminding me. You see, right now, you are supposed to be in a place called Traverse Town, and meet a pair named Donald and Goofy, then travel with them defeating Darkness…" he rolled his eyes then, "…but ol' Melzer messed up. Instead of being in the 'Disney' universe, you're in a different universe. With completely different worlds. I wonder what Donald and Goofy are doing right now…."
A crowd of Heartless circled the pair. "Uh, gawrsh, Donald! What do we do now?" Goofy exclaimed. Donald, in reply, quacked in anger. The thousands of Heartless came nearer, making a large pool of black. "If only the Keyblade Master were here…he'd save us all!"
The Heartless started to close in on them…
"But let's not think about that, shall we?" Melzer burst. Sora nodded his head. "Oooh, Tony will surely have my head for this one…"
"Tony?" asked Sora.
"Yes, Tony Danza. The ruler and creator of the galaxy." Melzer replied. "He even has his own talk show!"
"Don't you mean God is the ruler and creator of the universe…" Sora stated.
"Nah…he's just called in whenever Tony's sick. But He sure is great! My, that week Tony had pneumonia, He created a whole planet!" the old man exclaimed. Sora nodded his head in astonishment. "Well! That's all I need to tell you. I've told you what happened; now the rest is up to you. To go out to different worlds and defeat the Darkness. But…no meddling!" and, seeing Sora's confusion, explained, "Meddling is when you fuss with a world's original state. All you have to do is get in, solve the problem that is making the world turn over, and get out That's all. Good luck!" And the ancient man poofed away
Sora remained still. "Wow…" he whispered, "…Tony Danza. Who woulda though?" he pondered, and opened the door.
